"Your takeout has been delivered, please give it a five-star rating." Wang Hao took off his rabbit-eared helmet, and a pop-up window with special effects from the underworld suddenly popped up on his phone: [The copy of the Midnight Ring has been loaded - Survival conditions: Find the original video of Sadako Yamamura within seven days. Warm reminder: Please keep smiling when watching the video^^]
As the last direct descendant of Maoshan, Wang Hao touched his ancestral copy of "Taiyi Killing Evil Ribbon" and sneered. Ever since my grandfather mysteriously disappeared in the underground palace of the Forbidden City, the monsters and monsters that should have been sealed in old movies have begun to invade reality. The left hand used the Thunder Technique to blow up Sadako's same TV set, and the right foot stepped on the Gang to set up the Nine Palaces and Bagua formation in the haunted house of "The Grudge". Thirteen portions of braised chicken and rice were also carried in his arms to be delivered.
When the Special Affairs Investigation Bureau broke into the house, they saw spells flying all over the room, and a young man holding a lollipop in his mouth broadcast the murder live: "Ladies, I will give 82 points for this flash of Kayako, and the remaining 18 points will be sent in the form of 666." The barrage went up like "The anchor is working hard in the underworld again", but little did he know that the broken diary outside the camera was showing bloody words: "He can see us".
Under the bloody moonlight, the gilded runes in Wang Hao's left eye were flowing, and he looked at the phantom of the City of Death that gradually emerged on the city skyline. The yin and yang pupils that grandpa bought with his life are burning, and those classic horror movies are actually warning letters of failed sealing. This time he wants Baigui to understand - your uncle will always be your uncle, and your ancestor is delivering takeaways at the moment.
